Deflora

Disclaimer: I own hardback copies of the Harry Potter books, a number of dogs, and a twisted imagination. If J.K. Rowling sues me for this, she will get worn out American editions of her own books, and nothing else, because I’d die before I let the courts take my dogs.
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A/N: This is an AU. Specifically, this is an AU wherein Quirrell succeeded in acquiring the Sorcerer’s Stone for his master. It is also an AU wherein ephebephilia is both commonplace and legally sanctioned. Ephebephilia, for those of you who don’t know, is the Ancient Greek practice of men taking preteen boys as lovers, educating them and giving them social status in exchange for sex. So be warned: This is chanslash.


Deflora: The deflora ritual is an old wizarding custom in which a boy, from his 12th birthday to his 14th birthday, is bound to an older man in a specific form of sexual servitude, in exchange for instruction in how to conduct himself in society, introductions to influential people and certain material goods.
- International Dictionary of Wizarding Culture, XXIV Ed.

Deflora

***Part Three: Conversations with Lucius and Severus***

Draco woke up alone the next morning, but he could hear Tom in the parlor. He was talking to his father, but Draco quickly lost interest. If he had listened, he would have heard some very interesting things...
“Lucius, I’m very pleased with Draco. He is a sweet and submissive little boy but a very responsive lover. I think that maybe when his term as my deflorate is over I will take him as my consort. The last lover I had who met my standards was Severus Snape, and he has really let himself go since I was ‘inconveniently discorporated.’ His hair used to be like black silk…” the Dark Lord looked nostalgic for a moment, but came back to himself. “Oh well. Your boy’s a little angel and I’m moving him into my bedchambers.”
“Yes, my Lord. Severus Snape is here, by the way. He says he has interesting news from Hogwarts.”
“Bring him in then, I would like to hear this news, and you may as well hear it too.”
Lucius left, and returned with the Potions Master.
“What news have you got, Severus?” demanded Tom bluntly.
“There is a problem with the Potter boy’s defloration contract, my Lord. His deflorator was to have been Pettigrew, but since he has been declared dead, Potter has no deflorator and they must find one by the end of the month whose magical signature is similar to Pettigrew’s; the contract is written so that it cannot be voided. The interesting, or perhaps useful, part is that my signature bears similarity to his, enough that I could take his place in the contract. May I have permission to do so? Potter really is a very attractive child.”
\"If you think you can convert him to the Dark side, then of course you may. In fact, I demand that you do everything possible to become his deflorator. I have a new deflorate myself, and I\'m having a very good time. I think that maybe I\'ll require all of my Death Eaters to take a deflorate; they can something on which to vent frustration and I can have a Death Eater in training. I think it would work out nicely. What do you think, Severus, Lucius?\"
\"I think it would be wonderful, my Lord, but you already know that I prefer small boys anyway.\" Lucius had a lascivious gleam in his eye.
Severus was also enthusiastic. \"If it means I can fuck the gorgeous Potter boy and maybe that luscious little Pritchard boy when Potter\'s term is up, I\'ll certainly endorse it.\"
\"Good, that\'s settled. I\'ll announce it later today. Lucius, you may go, but I have a bone to pick with Severus.\"
\"Yes, my Lord.\"
\"What bone do you have to pick with me?\" Severus was puzzled.
\"I\'m annoyed by how you\'ve let yourself go. Before that accident I suffered, you were absolutely stunning; now you\'ve let your hair get all greasy and lost so much weight that you\'re nearly skeletal. I also don\'t think that black is your color; it makes you look disgustingly sallow.\"
\"I had intended to wear black for only a year after what had believed to be your death, but after that time it had become habit.\"
\"Why were you wearing black at all, Severus?\"
Severus looked up at the Dark Lord, pain shining in his eyes. \"Because it may have been a fling to you, but I had fallen in love. I was young and foolish, and indulged myself in a ridiculous display of sentiment by wearing mourning for you.\"
\"Severus, you\'re a lovely little fool. If you hadn\'t realized that I had feelings for you too, you must have been blind. One of these days, preferably when Draco is elsewhere, we\'ll have to \'renew our acquaintance\'. But for the sake of Merlin, wash your hair. You\'ll have to leave now, I hear Draco moving, but give me a kiss before you go.\"
Tom rose, and walked over to his once (and future) lover, who stood up to meet him. He pressed a relatively chaste kiss to Severus\' lips, relishing in the familiarity, and reached down to stroke his ass. \"Sweet Sev... You\'d better go before I get carried away.\"
\"Yes, Tom. I\'ll see you in a week, when I report back.\"
\"Go then, and I\'ll see if I can send Draco shopping that day, alright?\"
\"That would be very nice indeed. Goodbye, Tom.\" With one last brief kiss, Severus left, with a smile on his face for the first time in years.

A/N 2: How many reviews do I want before I’ll post the next chapter? I think fifteen positive reviews will be enough to convince me to keep going. Constructive criticism is welcome, but flamers will be flamed in return.

A/N 3: Yes, I know this wasn’t as long as the last chapter, but I did cover two plot points that will be important: Harry’s defloration contract and Voldemort’s affair with Severus, which he will be resuming. I know that it is a bit odd that Severus would be enthusiastically asking permission to sleep with Harry, but also have feelings for Voldemort, but look at it this way: Deflowering Harry would be an enjoyable business contract, and nothing more, whereas he has feelings for Voldemort. It\'s just fiction anyway.